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... h my black t-shirt as I walked, my shoes scuffing the ground, my bag bouncing lightly on one shoulder.
*I should call her,* I thought, a small smile tugging at my lips. *Tell her I’m coming, maybe we can still grab some food somewhere, hit up that late-night dinner she loves.*
I took my phone out from my pocket, the screen lighting up with a notifications—texts, app alerts, the usual chaos. I swiped them aside without looking, too tired to care, and went straight to my contacts. ...
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